Louisa, The Heiress In Disguise: A FRIENDS TO LOVERS SWEET HISTORICAL ROMANCE

I fled from danger. I found something far more dangerous—him.
I never meant to lie. Never meant to run. But when I overheard Lord Thorne plotting to steal my fortune and trap me in a loveless marriage, I didn’t have a choice. I slipped away under the cover of darkness, and disappeared into the quiet hum of a village miles from everything I’ve ever known.
Now, disguised as a boy, I shelve books in a dusty little shop and try to keep my head down. Simple. Safe. Until he walks in—William Blackwood, the brooding earl who once danced with me on the night my world shattered. He doesn’t recognize me. How could he? But something about the way he looks at me—like he sees straight through the disguise—makes it hard to breathe.
He’s grieving. Guarded. Infuriating. And somehow, gentle. Every brush of his hand, every stolen glance, sparks something I shouldn’t feel—not when I’m lying to him, not when danger still hunts me down.
But the more I try to stay away, the more I want to be near him. The way he listens. The way he looks at me like I matter.
I came here to hide. I didn’t expect to care.
And I definitely didn’t expect to fall in love.
A slow-burning, clean Regency romance filled with longing, secrets, and a love that could cost them everything.